Family HolidaysBack in the 80s when my Dad got made redundant (hello Dad!), he spent all the redundancy money on one of those big motor caravans.
Us kids loved it, apart from when my sister threw up on my sleeping bag, but looking back I'm not so sure my mum did. There was a certain tension every time the big van was even mentioned, let alone driven around France for weeks on end with her still having to cook and do all the washing.
What went wrong, what went right, and how did you survive the shame of having your family with you as a teenager?
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chthonic, Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:33)
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Icky memoriesWe always went to the same place, every year. Two weeks, usually glorious sunshine, with most of the time spent on the beach or in the hotel pool. After a long day doing bugger all, we'd go back to the room and me and my sister would have a bath before dinner (Yes, together, I was about 6, she was 4).
Found out years later that my lovely new sister was conceived in the room. While we were next door in the bath.
*shudders*
(, Mon 6 Aug 2007, 17:17, Reply)
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